The clock read 5:45 and I knew he would wake up at 6:00 just like always, his body accustomed to it. Carefully I slipped from under the covers and wen... to go pee. As I wiped I couldn't help but chortle. The orgasm I had found during my dream left the tell tale crust of dried cum between my legs. I went to the sink, warmed a wash cloth and cleaned myself, smelling the honey sweet scent of my climax. I smiled knowing there would be a lot more of it before the day was out, let alone in our. I too, without any second thoughts ordered my dinner and had a hearty meal. Going up to my floor I saw the girl again entering her room and she looked at me, stopped for a second or two and continued. Later that night, I was talking to my friend and I have a habit of doing so while walking up and down, I saw her husband walking out dressed formally and I judged that he must’ve been working in the night shift. She came out to bid her goodbye and went inside quickly, our chanced encounters like. I could feel my balls tingling and I felt weak in the knees. My hands went to her shoulders. I squeezed as did she. She squeezed as she pumped me and I felt the cum building in me ready to explode. My support faded. I opened my eyes to see her kneeling before me stroking me her mouth moving over to my head. I couldn’t believe she was going to suck my cock. Did I really want to cum in my sister’s mouth? Why not she was jerking me off yet I had no choice. No sooner than her mouth enveloped my. It was noisy anyway because the little kids liked to fool around in the back, but the afternoons were worse. Even so, the bus driver liked to yell a lot. He was kind of old and grumpy in the mornings and he'd threaten to stop the bus and throw everyone off in the middle of nowhere if we didn't settle down. I think all bus drivers are like that though and nobody paid much attention to him."Cause I heard it from Paula," Amy nodded and I wasn't sure who Paula was. "And she heard it from Beth and.